I have many, many pictures; I'll try to spread them out between this journal and my Blogger site. If I posted them all at one time and in one place, nobody would stick with me long enough to see them all. Except maybe relatives.
We had, as always, a fun-filled Independence Day here, thanks to Son-in-law Kevin who grills pounds and pounds of meat, Scotty for supplying fun things to ride, and every single person who attended: Our son and his three kids, Cliff's siblings and some nephews, Kevin's mom and his oldest son, some stranger (and his daughter) who works with Kevin, a few assorted friends of Arick's (the grandson) who helped make sure we had the loudest fourth of July ever (they blew up an old clothes dryer in the pasture), and our surprise guests, Cliff's cousin Edna and her two daughters and granddaughter.
Hmm, notice my son's youngest daughter's toy bear sipping on his Diet Mountain Dew in the above picture.
Hawkeye, Rachel's dog, was unimpressed by the fireworks and four-wheelers.
Cliff's brother Don relaxed in my lounge chair, the one that I normally keep at the cabin.
Hawkeye stretched and changed position occasionally.
Many rides were taken out to the pasture.